Masuk"Does he really not care about me anymore?! I'm his wife, not that hussy! Why does he act like that? Has he forgotten everything we shared, especially the night we spent together?! Huhuhuhuhuhu"
"Let me out of here! Have mercy on me... Does no one recognize me anymore? Am I just a mere maid at Hacienda Ferman?!" she cried, banging on the iron door of her confinement. " Elijah, stop shouting you're just tiring yourself no one will hear you here. Here's your food, ." emely said handing a tray of food through the small door too narrow for a person to pass through. "I don't want to eat i want to get out of here, I want to talk to my husband. I'm begging you, Emely, help me get out of here, please," Elijah pleaded. "Elijah I'm sorry, but I don't want to get involved. I'm afraid the Fermans will take it out on me. I can't fight them. If I were you, just do what they want. Then get your revenge once you find out why Señorito Lejandro lost his memory." After saying that, Emely immediately left. "Wait, Emely! What do you mean by that? Do you know that I'm Lejandro's real wife?!" "EMELYYYY..." Elijah shouted, but no one heard her anymore. "I still have hope! I need to follow Emely's advice! I need to get stronger. I will fight!" Elijah declared, resolutely eating the food Emely had given her. Meanwhile, Emely was heading towards the maids' quarters; she was also one of the maids at the Ferman Mansion, Hacienda. As she walked, she muttered to herself: "You have to fight, Elijah! Don't let them defeat you. I know the truth will come out!" "Emely... Where have you been?" the head maid called out. "Huh—What?! I just went to the bathroom," Emely answered. Donya had forbidden anyone from giving Elijah anything at night, not even water. So Emely lied because she knew the head maid would report her if she admitted to giving Elijah food. "Is that so...?" the head maid asked unconvinced, prompting her to check on Elijah in the storeroom. "Shit... I'm busted!" Emely muttered as she watched the head maid head towards the storeroom. After a while, the head maid returned, holding the plates that contained the food Emely had given Elijah. A strong slap landed on Emely's face, followed by the throwing of the plates. "You dare disobey Donya's orders! You'll pay for this!" "Please... Have mercy on me, Manang. If I'm fired, I'll have nowhere to go. My parents live far away. Please... I won't do it again," Emely begged, kneeling. The head maid took pity on her and decided not to report her to Donya. "I'll let this one slide! But if you do it again, don't expect me to protect you again! Is that clear? Clean up all the mess and broken plates! Deduct it from your salary!" the head maid said angrily. "Uhmmm... She broke them, and I'll get the deduction? Okay... Fine!" Emely muttered. Hours passed. It was night, and the people in the mansion were asleep. Emely returned to the storeroom to talk to Elijah. She also brought a pillow and blanket for Elijah. "Are you still awake?" Emely softly called out to Elijah. "Yes, I'm wide awake. I can't sleep; I'm cold," Elijah said, shivering. "Here, Take this a blanket and a pillow. Use them for now while you're in the storeroom," Emely said compassionately. As she was about to leave, Elijah grabbed Emely's hand and said: "Who are you really, Emely? Why are you so kind to me? You're the only one who does this for me. If they catch you, they might punish you because of me," Elijah said sadly. "Don't worry about me. Go to sleep so you'll have the energy to work at the hacienda tomorrow." "Who are you really, Emely?" Elijah repeated before releasing Emely's hand. "I'm Emely, and I'll help you here at Hacienda Ferman, for as long as I can, Ate... I'll help you." After saying that, Emely quickly left, leaving Elijah stunned. "What did she mean? How can she help me? How?" Elijah wondered repeatedly. Meanwhile, inside Lejandro and Furtiza's room: "Honey... I'm ready!" Furtiza said seductively to Lejandro, only wrapped in a towel. Suddenly, she remembered something, a fallen towel, but she didn't know where or what she was remembering. "Why, honey?" Furtiza asked. "There's something... I suddenly remembered, but it's not clear in my mind!" "Shit," he needed to take his medicine. "Wait, honey, I'll get you some water!" Furtiza said hurriedly, secretly taking medicine from her bag and adding it to the water she would give Lejandro. "Honey....."What are you putting in there?"“I’ve already done what you asked me to do. When are you coming here to the abandoned building?” the man on the other line asked. But Elijah ignored the question and instead said— “Where is the child?” “Is he still alive, or already dead?” Elijah asked. As she spoke, she thought to herself: (What do you take me for, Lejandro? Do you think I’d allow your real son to stay in that mansion? You’re mistaken. I only did all of this to make Raquel look even worse in your eyes.) Elijah smiled to herself while listening to the man on the other end of the line. “The child is still alive. But I don’t know how long he’ll last. It looks like he hit his head badly, so he still hasn’t regained consciousness,” the man replied. “So what do you want me to do with the kid? Do you want me to finish him off, or bury him alive?” “No! Watch your mouth, Erick. You’re being too brutal,” Elijah snapped. “Don’t worry. I’ll be sending a doctor there from Doque Hospital. I may be evil, but I still have
“What kidnapping are you talking about? My child, Lucifer, was not kidnapped!” Raquel said firmly. “He is truly my son, and I am truly his mother. You have no right to accuse us like that and disturb us during our own family dinner. What kind of nonsense is this?!” Raquel remained calm as she continued eating the food she had ordered. (“What I feared the most has finally happened! This is exactly what I was afraid would happen to my child. You are so cruel, Lejandro!”) Raquel thought to herself as she struggled to calm down. Meanwhile, Lucifer could not understand what was happening, although he did know what the word “kidnapped” meant. “I’m very sorry, ma’am. They suddenly entered, and no matter how much I tried to stop them, they wouldn’t listen,” the waitress said apologetically. “Don’t worry. You may go now,” Raquel replied, then turned to the two prosecutors/police officers. “Have a seat and join us for dinner.” “We are not here to—” “I know you’re not here to eat. So wher
As the gate opened, no one expected Lejandro to suddenly block the entrance, causing Raquel’s car to stop abruptly, making her hit her forehead painfully against the steering wheel. “Ow!” Raquel cried out as she held her aching forehead. “We need to talk, Raquel!” Lejandro said loudly and seriously. Raquel immediately got out of her car and directed her gaze straight at Lucifer, not at Lejandro. “LUCIFER!” she shouted. “Go change your clothes and let’s leave!” She was worried that Lejandro might suddenly develop feelings toward her child, which could lead to unexpected questions from Lejandro or Lucifer about what really existed between them. “Yes, Mom,” Lucifer replied at once. He glanced at Lejandro with pain in his eyes before walking away from where he stood. “What are you doing here?!” Raquel snapped angrily. “Why do you still have to come to our home?! Leave now because we have nothing left to talk about!” “Yes, you’re right! There’s nothing left for us to talk about. I’
“Answer my call, Raquel… please!” Lejandro pleaded as he drove toward Madam Boraque’s mansion. He had already made 30 missed calls, but no matter what he did, Raquel did not answer his texts or calls. “Ma’am Raquel, won’t you answer? Your phone has been ringing nonstop,” Karen said. “Let him call. I don’t have time to deal with him,” Raquel replied calmly. “Let’s go. I promised my son we would have dinner together tonight.” She smiled. “Okay, Ma’am. I’m sure Señ. Lucifer is thrilled,” Karen said. Meanwhile, Raquel was already thinking of her next move against Lejandro, Furtiza, and Donita Ferman. “Any updates from the Ferman clan?” Raquel asked. “None yet, Ma’am. But I’ll keep watching them with our people.” Raquel nodded before speaking again. “Next, follow Donita Ferman. Take photos we can use against Furtiza—and so Lejandro can finally see what his mother has been doing.” “After that, we deal with Furtiza. Don Ferman must wake up so we can bring him face-to-face with his
“Good morning,” Bernard greeted the woman who had her back turned. “Is Mrs. Calica here? The owner of this building?” he asked the woman facing the structure. When the woman turned around, she slightly parted her lips in surprise upon seeing who she was talking to. “I… know you! I mean, I’ve seen you before, I just don’t know where. Your face looks familiar.” Bernard said. “Is that so?” Karen simply replied, then returned her gaze to the building she had just bought from the previous owner. When Bernard saw Mrs. Calica coming down from the building carrying her remaining belongings—while the rest were already loaded in a small truck—he quickly called out to her. “Mrs. Calica! Please wait!” Bernard called, and the old woman immediately spotted him. “Oh, hijo! What are you doing here?” the elderly woman asked, puzzled. “Uh… I just wanted to ask if you’ve made a decision about the building. If everything is settled with my boss.” he said with a smile. “Ah… is that so, hijo? I’m
“Why, Ma’am Raquel?” Bernard asked. “Can you get me something to drink?” Raquel ordered, wanting to have a moment alone with Emily. “Emily, can we talk for a moment?” “W-what are we going to talk about, Ma’am Raquel?” Emily replied nervously. Raquel only smiled at her — a signal that she wanted Emily to report everything she had heard while she was away. “Oh no, Ma’am… I’m sorry, but I’m really busy right now.” Emily refused — something she had never done before. “Why? What happened?” “Ahem! Uhm… Here’s your water, Ma’am Raquel,” Bernard said from behind her. “By the way, Emily, Ma’am Elijah said you should get some food and bring it to their room. And Sir Lejandro also said that if possible, you should go home for now and just come back tomorrow.” Raquel’s brows furrowed at what he said. Bernard immediately noticed her reaction and asked: “Won’t you be going home, Ma’am Raquel?! If you want, you can stay here for now. I’ll take you home later,” he said with a smile. “Ahm… A







